Before dawn, the three of them finally rushed back to the city.

Qin Yumo was worried about the mother and son at home, and hurriedly threw a sentence to Li Simo, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow" and went upstairs.

"Do you think this is a heavy color and a light friend?" Li Simo touched the stubble that came out of his chin and said meaningfully.

Yu Sang looked at Qin Yumo's hurried back, "Just get used to it." ”​

During the seven years that Zheng Yufei was not by his side, Qin Yumo always asked Yu Sang to take him to Zheng Yufei's place of work, downstairs of her house or the shopping mall where she shopped, thinking about her not far away.

Zheng Yufei's every Qin Luomo will be bought and watched, and every one of her Weibo Qin Yanmo will use the trumpet to like and comment.

If others don't know that this is an affectionate man, they will definitely think that he is a pervert, which is really sad and funny.

Now that he has regained, although Zheng Yufei still has not remembered those past events, Yu Sang knows that Qin Yumo will definitely not let Zheng Yufei leave him again.

"Tsk, why do you have to get used to him." Li Simo smacked his tongue, and the next second, a text message popped out of his mobile phone.

"Qin Yumo: Don't think I don't know that you're talking about me behind my back."

Li Simo sneered, pressed the keyboard a few times, and replied to him.

"Are you happy to scold you?"

Qin Yumo glanced at the new text message, not knowing whether to be angry or laughing, and the elevator reached its destination with a dingdong.

He simply ignored it, put his phone in his coat pocket and walked to his door and raised his hand.

Qin Yumo was suddenly a little nervous, he was afraid that Zheng Yufei would leave, and the feeling of being anxious when he entered his house made Qin Yumo chuckle in embarrassment.

He rubbed the sweat from his fingertips and unlocked the fingerprint lock.

A glance was Zheng Yufei's shoes, and Qin Yumo breathed a sigh of relief. The living room was still the same as when he left, with a dim wall lamp on, Qin Yumo's heart warmed, Zheng Yufei was really waiting for him to come back.

This long-lost warmth almost forced Qin Yumo's tears out, he hadn't experienced this feeling of someone waiting for him to come home for a long, long time.

Qin Yumo went upstairs in three steps and two steps, wanting to speed up his pace but was afraid of waking up the two people, so he had to walk over lightly and push open Qin Siyu's door.

Although the sky was already a little bright, it was still gloomy because of the heavy curtains. Wrapped in a duvet on the bed were two people, one big and one small, who were sleeping soundly.

Qin Yumo stepped forward to take a look at the light at the door, in fact, Zheng Yufei didn't know that Qin Siyu's appearance was really similar to her when she was asleep.

Two sleeping faces carved out of one mold appeared in front of Qin Yumo's eyes, and Qin Yumo couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Zheng Yufei's face.

The sentence "Xinci is beautiful" is well reflected in Zheng Yufei's body, they fell in love at the age of nineteen, and ten years have passed now, but except for adding some mature charm, the years do not seem to have left any traces on Zheng Yufei's face.

Qin Luomo gently withdrew his hand and walked out to close the door for them.

He was also sleepy after a busy night, but he couldn't let go of that thing, and he thought about it while lying on the bed, and finally he couldn't resist Zhou Gong's call and fell asleep deeply.

When he woke up, it was already dawn, Qin Yumo got up and opened the curtains, and the white expanse outside was a little closed.

It snowed, and the snowflakes accumulated a thick layer on the ground, but still large swaths of "white feathers" fell. Qin Yumo rarely had the idea of being lazy, thinking that Yu Sang should be sleeping at this time, so he sent him a text message to tell him that he was on vacation today.

Qin Yumo washed up briefly in the small bathroom in the room, picked up the empty cup at the bedside and walked downstairs.

The heating in the living room was turned on to a temperature suitable for the human body, and Qin Siyu was nestled in the sofa with a blanket, not knowing what book he was reading.

"Good afternoon, Daddy." Seeing Qin Yumo coming down, Qin Siyu put down the book and waved his hand at him, "Dad is also in bed." ”

It was rare that Qin Yumo didn't discipline him, and asked Qin Siyu in a breathy voice.

"Where's Mom?"

Qin Siyu pouted in the direction of the kitchen, Qin Yumo nodded and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was as white as the outside, with flour sprinkled on the boards and a sweet smell wafting in the air.

"What is this going to do?" Qin Yumo saw the meat filling on the side of the board and asked.

Zheng Yufei turned her head, "You're awake, I'm going to pinch a few wontons, there are made snowflake cakes on the table outside, you can pad your stomach." ”

It turned out that the sweet smell of the fragrant fragrance he smelled was the melting of strawberry marshmallows, and after many years, Zheng Yufei's craftsmanship did not regress, but grew.

Qin Yumo didn't go out, but washed his hands and stood beside Zheng Yufei to help her reconcile.

"I'll just come." Zheng Yufei wanted to stop it, but Qin Yumo waved his hand, "You have little strength and your face will be tired, just let me come." ”

Qin Yumo's thoughtfulness made Zheng Yufei blush again, so she had to pick up the kettle next to her and help Qin Yumo add water to the basin.

Zheng Yufei's wontons are small and exquisite, and Qin Siyu's small mouth is just enough to take one bite at a time. The wrapped wontons can be fished out by rolling them in boiling water three times, Zheng Yufei prepared the wonton soup in advance, it tasted delicious, and the tongues of the father and son who ate it were about to fall off.

Zheng Yufei said that the first heavy snow means that the weather is about to enter the cold winter completely, and on this day, it is necessary to prepare thick winter clothes and eat steaming wontons.

Qin Yumo, who listened to Zheng Yufei's words, ate another bowl while thinking about throwing away his delicate coats.

After eating, Qin Siyu stuck to Zheng Yufei and didn't let her go, and dragged her to the small living room to tell her a story, but she fell asleep before she could listen to a few words.

Qin Yumo answered the phone, and Yu Sang said that An Xiaoyue seemed to be dead, so she booked a ticket and went to a foreign branch. Yu Sang was not at ease, worried that An Xiaoyue would come back and do something, so he arranged people over there in advance and stared at An Xiaoyue all the time.

Yu Sang did things, Qin Luomo had always been relieved, and explained to him to check where Lin Anran was now, so he entered the small living room with hot tea.

In front of the small living room is an enclosed balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows, just in time to see the river view not far away.

The small room was warm, Qin Siyu was already asleep in the small sofa, and Zheng Yufei was looking at him and laughing.

"Have a cup of tea." Qin Yumo handed the cup in his hand to Zheng Yufei, Zheng Yufei took it and took a sip, and suddenly felt that his body was warm.

Qin Yumo glanced at Zheng Yufei's thin clothes, then picked up the cashmere blanket on the side and draped it over her.

"It's cold, don't catch a cold." Qin Yumo pretended to sit on the single sofa on the side naturally, picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Thank you." Zheng Yufei pulled the blanket on her body and thanked her with a slightly red face.

The winter afternoon is quiet, as if you can watch the snow fall for an afternoon, and some things seem to be different in the dark.